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EQUALS:
TB, if you are gonna use the exact same setup for two strips about three weeks apart, then yeah, I’m gonna mash them up in Photoshop and make fun of your work. The players have forfeited a first-round tournament game to go hang in the ER with their injured co-cap’n (and um, shouldn’t she have some ice on that thing?) And co-cap’n, rather than ream out this bunch of quitters, is only too content to lie back and bask in the adulation.
We are back live, hope you are too. Apparently I violated WordPress.com’s terms of service, and they yanked the plug on the old site.
I was able to import all the content from the old site. It’s going to take a little time twisting the knobs and restoring all the settings. One thing I’ve learned so far is that Akismet, a great spam-comment-blocker, is only free when you host your blog on wordpress.com…When I went to activate it on this knew site, I found out I have to pay for a “key”. So you may see the occasional spam comment (you’ll know which ones are spam, trust me). I’ll do my best to stay on top of those.
I’m still restoring the links that appear on the right hand side of this page, along with the rest of the widgets that I had lovingly arranged on the old site.
A very sincere “thank you” to the SoSF regulars who emailed me to find out what was going on when the site went down! It meant a lot to me.
Back to the snark…
Oh, no they din’t.
This absurd turn of events could be construed either as a display of solidarity with their fallen co-captain, or more likely as the rest of the team realizing that without Sum’ Mo’, they don’t have a chance of winning anyway. Neither scenario makes any sense: this is a tournament game. What the hell happened to “Win one for the Gipper“? And Bull, their eunuch of a coach, is going to stand by slack-jawed as they sashay out of the gym. Boy, Westview’s athletic director is going to have his ass…oh, wait: Bull is the athletic director.
Today’s flashback is narrated by Medusa’s severed head.
Panel 2: “We’re right here.” “No: you’re over there, off panel, and we are looking at you with surprised expressions, and the readers are going to have to wait until tomorrow to see why.” It’s called padding suspense.
The saga of the Blown Knee Heard Around the World continues. The gym is cleared so that the paramedics (apparently the same two that pulled Funky out of his wrecked PT Cruiser) can tend to sufferin’ Summer.
What’s up with Les in panel 1? He looks like a puppet.
Son of Stuck Funky 
